You were a drifter. You had few friends since you fended for yourself.

You were currently at a busy encampment that was filled with apocalypse survivors. You were sitting alone looking at the scenery in-front of you…until you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“You look like you need company badly, What’s your name?”

You turned around and saw the infamous drifter in-front of you. The man looked at you with a raised eyebrow and his hand’s on his hips while he waited for you to respond